Nothing to do, nothing to say...
Damn, I hate being bored. Boredom for me is an inescapable sign that I am being boring. I must DO stuff, and I must do it hard and fast and long! But what? Writey hat, writey hat, I need my writey hat!
I think I drink too much.
Today's mood:
Friday, February 15, 2002
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